• Published 13th Aug 2012
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Sonic Boom - Wuten



When Rainbow Dash reveals her hidden feelings to a human, Anonymous, how will he react to it?

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Late Night Extravaganzas... (Epilogue of Arc 1)

Epilogue

“Heh, that was a pretty awesome party Pinkie held, wasn’t it?” You smile at Rainbow, who’s gone ahead and decided to wrap her forehooves around your neck, gently flapping her wings to keep her level with you as you both walk to your home.

“You kidding? Best party ever!” she exclaims happily, nuzzling her cheek into yours. You chuckle, before returning the gesture, bringing your hand to her other cheek, just barely scratching under her ear.

“Hey, Rainbow, guess what?”

She stops for a moment and looks at you, a smile on her face. “What, Anon?”

“Love you.” You smile back at her, bringing a hand up to slowly run it through her mane as both of you arrive at your house. When you arrive, however, she releases you from her hooves’ grip.

“Oh! I totally forgot! I’ll be right back; I’ve gotta grab something from my house,” she says, quickly speeding off towards Cloudsdale as you reach the front door.

“Always in a hurry, aren’t you Dashie?” You chuckle to yourself, before opening the door and walking inside. It had gotten chillier in the past hours that you had been away, so you walk over to the fireplace and put a few logs on, getting some heat going through the house.

…It’s at this time you realize you’re still without a shirt. Damn, you’re pretty observant, aren’t you, Anon? You chuckle to yourself, standing up and walking over to your bedroom, rummaging through your clothing drawers before pulling out a large, blue sweatshirt.

“…It’s a bit large, but it’ll do,” you say to yourself, slipping the sweatshirt on and pulling it down over your waist. Yeah, this thing was pretty fucking huge on you. You could barely fit your arms through the sleeves. Didn’t matter all that much to you, though; the sweatshirt was thick, which meant you would be warm. And at this point, that’s all you cared about.

Before you leave, however, you walk over to your bed. Kneeling down, you reach your arm under it, feeling around for something… anything…

Aha! There it is! You wrap your hands around the hard, now-cold object, pulling it out from under your bed. It’s a bottle of wine, straight from Las Pegasus. After grabbing the bottle, you walk out of the bedroom, setting the bottle in front of the fireplace before grabbing two wine glasses from the kitchen.

…You don’t even want to COUNT how many favors you had to pull to get these; but tonight seemed as good a night as ever. Hearth’s Warming Eve, spending the night with your bro-turned-girlfriend.

Heh, it’s almost hard to believe, isn’t it? Over the course of just two days, your closest bro turned into someone you couldn’t imagine living without. And yet, after all of the chaos that ensued, you wouldn’t have it any other way. You walk into the living room, setting the two glasses down next to the fire before pouring a small amount of wine into each glass. This was expensive stuff; you wanted to make it last.

Ah… all you needed now was a parlor chair and a large throw rug of a bear or something, and you’d be in business. Fluttershy probably wouldn’t take kindly to that, though…

Your train of thought is interrupted, however, when a knock comes from the door. You smile, setting down your glass of wine and walk over to the door, opening it.

“Hello, Anon…” you hear a playfully seductive voice speak as you open it.

“Rainbow, what is that?” you ask, peering at the strange outfit she was wearing.

“Oh, this?” she asks, winking and striking a seductive pose; it was a black outfit that covered her entire body. You’ve not ever seen her wearing THIS before… “You like it?” It hugs her figure pretty tightly, and despite her usually not wearing clothes anyway, it left very little to the imagination. “I figured I’d try it on again, especially for what I have planned for tonight…” She flashes you a sly grin, walking inside while noticeably swaying her flank side to side as she did so.

…Oh yeah. Tonight was going to be fun.

AND THEN THEY ALL FUCKED. THE END.

End Epilogue


I TAKING WUTEN OUT FOR NIGHT

HE WANT WRITE CLOP OF FAVORITE PONE, I BRING VODKA

WE PARTY HARD, NOT CARE OF READERS ONE NIGHT

I SHOW HIM THAT EVEN DEAD RUSSIAN PARTY HARDER THAN AMERICAN


~SPIRIT OF STRELNIKOV

EDIT: I COME FROM WUTEN WITH UPDATE

HE SAY GO TO CLOP STORIES STORY IF WANT CLOP

I STILL DON'T GET, WHY HUMAN WANT FUCK BLUE PASTEL HORSE

MAYBE HUMAN IS HORSEFUCKER, I NOT KNOW

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